In the Fantasy World, the term 'Saintess' could not be used casually.
In the era of theocracy, purity and holiness were exclusive to the gods.
Therefore, only the beloved daughter of God deserved the title of Saintess, and only the woman chosen by the Church of True God would have this name.
Whether they were holy or not was not important at all. What was important was that they were the face of the Church, which meant that they were important publicity materials.
Most of them were young and beautiful. They were orphans raised by the Church and were part-time priests of the True God. It wasn't that they didn't have noble statuses, but that their statuses were too prominent and not suitable to be manipulated.
This was actually not a very good job.
It was one thing to run around to spread the doctrine, but sometimes it was necessary to go to the battlefield to boost morale. The Saintess was not a rare thing, and there was no need for her to be absolutely safe. Maybe her death could boost morale.
As the beloved daughter of God, how could she fall in love with a mortal? As a Holy Maiden, let alone fall in love, she couldn't even get close to a man.
People couldn't always be young and beautiful, but the Saintess had to be young and beautiful … Well, this was a profession that relied on youth.
Once a person neared his thirties, it would be time for him to step down from his position. At that time, he would decline in all aspects, and his marriage would also be limited.
Therefore, those female priests with real prospects would not hesitate to give up even if they had the chance to become a Saintess. Only those female priests who were born as commoners and orphans would embark on this seemingly glorious path of no return.
Perhaps the different churches treated the Saintesses differently, but in my memory, most of the Saintesses were like this at such a young age. Although they seemed to be glorious, they were already destined to become pitiful existences that were left behind for the rest of their lives.
This time, the victim was the Holy Maiden of the Church of Thunder and Sword, Leona. She was thirty years old, and considering that people could get married at the age of fourteen in this world, she was truly an old leftover woman …
"I've never heard of a church and a saintess."
The god of the Church of Lightning and Sword was named Sylvan. He was a new generation of gods who had just ascended to godhood in the past few decades. His priesthood included lightning and sword, but they were two completely different concepts.
"I kind of sympathize with his Pope. How are they going to fabricate this doctrine?"
"Something like a Holy Sword that brings the Lightning of Judgement? Something like a thunderbolt? It feels more and more like a lousy Knight novel. "
It wasn't easy to obtain a Divine Domain for a God. If two Gods had similar divinity, such as one who claimed to be the holder of knowledge, and the other who claimed to be the owner of books, the two Gods were destined to fight to the death.
Similar Priesthoods of the same nature were equivalent to two people occupying the same throne, and two people spending the same salary. In the end, they would definitely fight to the death … It seemed that this example was a little unreliable. Two tigers couldn't live on the same mountain, unless it was a male and a female. Well, this time, it was more or less correct.
Not every God was able to create their own Divine Concept like Wumianzhe.
To most Demigods, being able to ascend to godhood was enough. Being able to pick up a Divine Domain was already a blessing, so it would be too much to be picky.
Then, when it came to compiling the doctrine, it would be a headache.
"Our Lord wields the Holy Thunderbolt Sword of Judgement. Swordsmen who believe in our Lord will move like thunder and wield their swords like lightning. They will also obtain sword skills that are like thunder …"
I did my best to stifle my laughter when I saw that this was basically the exact same doctrine that we casually came up with. However, the silly cat unhesitatingly laughed and rolled around on the ground.
I bought a full set of information from the thief guild. What was rather surprising was that Leona was actually still a Holy Maiden at the time of the incident.
"A thirty-year-old Holy Maiden is …"
[In this day and age, there's even a ten-thousand-year-old … a thirty-year-old magical girl cat. Let me remind you, she's currently sharpening her claws.]
However, the following information made me understand that this Saintess wasn't just a flower vase.
Sylvan had only ascended to the mortal plane several decades ago. His descendants were still in the mortal plane. In terms of seniority, Leona could be counted as his granddaughter. Just this alone was enough to make her different from other flower vase Holy Maidens. She had always enjoyed divine favor.
The Church of Thunder and Sword didn't have a very long history. However, Leona had always been a core member of the church. She was an excellent swordswoman and priest. She had saved the church several times when it was on the brink of destruction. She had even experienced God's Descent before. She was incredibly famous in the church. In fact, some people even faintly saw her as the next pope.
Ordinary women's beauty would begin to deteriorate at the age of thirty. However, powerful individuals would only enter the prime of their lives. This was quite understandable for a thirty-year-old Holy Maiden.
However, what happened next was rather incomprehensible.
Leona had an affair with a certain male. This wasn't a big deal, as she was actually a high-level member of the church. Not only that, she was deeply trusted by the Gods. As long as she didn't spread it everywhere, it wouldn't be a big deal even if it severely affected the church's reputation.
However, Leona just so happened to suddenly fall while preaching in public. Her divine power directly transformed into the evil power of the Chaos Abyss. Then, the priests discovered that she was pregnant. Her fetus actually had a very demonic reaction. The Gods were furious and abandoned this descendant of theirs. After that, everything became logical.
The Holy Maiden became the former Holy Maiden. Her past achievements became evidence that she was pretending to be righteous. She had to be punished for all her crimes. Everyone wanted her dead.
Right now, Leona was tied to a cross in a public square. She would be burned at the stake in four days. At that time, it was unknown whether her soul would return to the Divine Kingdom or the Chaos Abyss.
"Oh, this Holy Maiden is quite beautiful. That demon is quite lucky with women."
In order to avoid being late, I flew more than three hundred kilometers in one night. It took me two days to finally arrive at the headquarters of the Lightning Sword Church and the Lightning Sword Church, Leaf Dew City.
Leona had already been tied up in a public square for eight days. Her body had been quite healthy to begin with, so she hadn't died yet. However, not drinking a single drop of water had caused her lips to dry up, and her eyes to become lifeless. It seemed that she had reached her limit.
Even so, she still had a beautiful appearance. She had long legs and an excellent figure. Most importantly, she had a sharp and heroic aura as a swordsman. She could still be called a beauty.
I silently lowered my hood as I faced the Holy Maiden's lifeless eyes. This time, I used my true appearance.
From a certain standpoint, my sense of beauty was quite similar to Cavendish's … Even if I did something unnecessary, I might as well give it a try.
"That's him! That's him! The swordsman Ron! He's the one who seduced the Holy Maiden! "
However, the first to react wasn't Holy Maiden Leona. Instead, it was her maids!
At the same time, an alarm sounded. High-level swordsmen and priests ran out of the church. Judging from how they were fully armed, it was evident that they had been prepared for this.
The most inconceivable part of all was that a Holy Light lit up in front of me. The ropes were directly burned apart, and Leona, who had been reborn in Holy Light, stood before me with lightning coursing through her eyes and sword.
"Ron! You actually dared to come here! "
No matter how foolish I was, I knew that I had fallen into a trap. Not only that, it was likely a trap prepared for someone else.
I didn't know whether to laugh or cry as I looked at the Holy Maiden whose eyes were spewing lightning.
"Would you believe me if I told you that I'm not Ron?"
"Of course I would believe you. Would a bastard like you tell me your real name!?"
The next instant, lightning struck down. Yep, this was divine punishment.
"Sylvan, you idiot, you struck the wrong person. You should go to the Chaos Abyss to find that bastard!"
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